"Hand over your salary card," Feng Ziheng said seriously.
"..." Chu Liangxia's heart skipped a beat, she instinctively leaned towards the car door, "No, no need."
"I insist," Feng Ziheng said leisurely.
"..."
Chu Liangxia fell silent.
She had friends who were getting married too, but she had never seen anyone eager to hand over their bank cards.
After a pause, Chu Liangxia asked, "Didn't you give me a card already?"
"That's for your pocket money," Feng Ziheng said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
"..."
Chu Liangxia was speechless again.
Pocket money?!
Is it even okay to play around like this?!
After thinking it over, Chu Liangxia realized she had never won an argument against Feng Ziheng. To avoid wasting time, she accepted the bank card.
After all, it was a mutual agreement...
She might as well accept it.
She wouldn't misuse it randomly anyway.
Seeing her accept it, Feng Ziheng was reassured and drove back to Shuiyunjian.
...
